Genie of DEATH.

Chapter XIV: Dead Gift

"Mother knows best" - Gothel 

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Violet's P O V

He hugged me. Dylan James Hugged me. I know it sounds weird, but this was the first time a guy master did. I was so touched of him that he did that. His hands were so soft and smooth that you don't want might to let them go so far, if I were Kimberly, I'd just kick off Blake's butt and give Dylan some credit. But if there was one thing I knew for the moment, was that Master Dylan is charming.

I was really interrupted by his overprotected mother, eventhough I didn't want to let go of him. He had those eyes that nobody had. You would be attracted easily to him, like the first time I ever saw him. Whatever. 

"Violet, come sit next to my son.'' His mom offered.

I took my "lucky" seat next to my master as he gave way for me to take my seat first. Dylan's mom was quite young, maybe twenty-something, or less than thirty. She had only two sons, now that Liam died of a cancer. That was the reason her mom had an overprotective trait. He was the only one left in her family; her husband had another wife. That was also one of the reason Dylan was lonely, living in his apartment lonely until the day I've come, the house became so loud that he always wanted to smile because of my childlish-trait. Those were the things I had in special.

"So Dylan, how's school?" Her mom asked.

"It's good." He lied.

"Are you still the captain of the Basketball team?"

"Yeah."

"How's Kimmy?"  I frowned, Dylan too. He first blushed and then shooked his head and he told his mom not to talk about her first As she was getting suspicious.

The dining table was quiet after my master had asked his mom not to talk about her. Dylan's mom had quite grown overprotective by him, she's worried about his life, his studies, his girlfriends and even his privacies. Dylan never mind, since he would understand much that his brother was now dead---Liam Timberlake had died, days before I've appeared. Dylan's mom was also suspicous that he and I were dating, since she caught us hugging like lovers in California or whatever. The only thing I like about master was that he was understanding---he made his mom be suspicous much rather than Kimberly in the top subject. I don't like the way his mom talks, always in a hyper mode or sometimes being plastic, she was already getting in my nerve for ALL her questions. She'd been questioning me like "Where  do you go to school?" or everything that connects with the "Violet-and-Dylan-relationship" thingy. All of those questions remained as one, since Dylan was the one who answered them all, and not me.

"Mom, she studies in Shellvine High, too." Dylan explained, he's tone was in a serious mode.

"Oh, so what section are you?" She asked.

"Second, ma'm." I insisted being the answerer than being the chimer. Master seemed embarassed when I answered her's, since it was the first of the five questions that I answered so far. Dylan gave me a "I suppose you could answer them yourself," look as he smiled at me flirtatiously.

"So you're levels with Dylan? How great!" She said, Oh great. Now her questions are increasing, Dylan rolled her eyes and laughed a bit. Btw, every times she talk, I could use a WONDERFUL song to her. 

The Llama Song

Happy llama 

sad llama 

mentally retarded llama 

super llama 

drama llama